Novel & Cerita Friend Broken Trust Quotes

Ascott smilingly relayed at her. "Did she read my mind? But hey, I think she's really a cool woman because she treats her workers really well..." Kate thought to herself again. "It's up to your conscience if you're going to do something bad while you're inside the Ascott Mansion. Let me tell you a quote from my favorite American painter and writer, Mr. Walter Inglis Anderson: "Trust is like a vase, once it’s broken, though you can fix it, the vase will never be same again..." So, try not to break the trust, so that we can have a long, harmonious relationship. I hope I made myself clear?" the old Madam stated.

As Lust is giggling and feeding from the emotion that I do not want to lose no matter what. “Trust, all you have to do is trust.” After those thoughts with the answers that I couldn’t find, seconds starts to come back on track in my life. The heart that bleeds, the heart that bears those fears and so many aches, suddenly bears the cold, and the chill that once has faded, and there only remains the frozen heart inside of ice of the stranger who somehow gave it with the right medicine. “Promises are meant to be broken? Tsk! That’s a lie, for promises are a sacred word to be broken by anyone. Promises are not meant to be broken. They are meant to be fulfilled.”

I smirked, after I said that iniwan ko na ang lalaki dun na nanatiling nakatayo at nakatitig sa kawalan. I trusted him so much before. Breaking someone's trust is like crumpling up a perfect piece of paper. You can smooth it over but it's never going to be the same again. Sometimes you don't know who you can and cannot trust. Five things you will never recover in life... First, a stone after it's thrown. Second, a word after it's said. Third, an occasion after it's missed. Fourth, time after it's gone. And lastly, trust after it's lost.

My own wife was uncomfortable around me. “Do you trust me?” A maddening silence spread across the space. “I want you to trust me—I’ll never hurt you.” Freya leaned back in her seat and stared out the window. Her eyes softened with an emotion I didn’t understand. “Can you at least try—to trust me?” I wanted her to say yes. Even though I knew Freya’s trust was a virtue I didn’t deserve. But I wanted to earn it. “Trust…” Freya said, keeping her eyes upward toward the sky. “Trust is a virtue that comes naturally, but once broken, it can never be restored.”

And trust, once broken, was nearly impossible to rebuild. Even with all the right actions. Even with all the sober days. Even with all the hope in the world.

I built this house with fire and faith. But even those closest can strike the match. Trust is sacred. But it is also fragile. And when it breaks, it doesn’t just crack. It scorches. The next morning, she didn’t make a speech. She made a promise. On camera. No script. No makeup. Only the truth. “To every girl who trusted us with her pain: I am sorry. This is not just a scandal. This is a wound. We cannot undo the breach. But we will rebuild your trust.

“I guess everything. But as I can see, you are a private person. I would like to know what thoughts destroy your peace of mind.” His jaw clenched; she was attacking him with her words. “Trust.” “I don’t trust women.” Every syllable chewing in his mouth. She took off her glasses. “Because someone shattered yours?” “Would you like to talk about it?” “No.” “I understand.” “Once broken, we cannot mend it.” He husked. “But it doesn’t apply to every woman.” She kept the pencil between her lips. “Like your mother, sister, or a friend.” She trapped him in his own words.

But as I sat there, in the arms of my best friend, with my growing belly and broken heart, I wasn't sure we could survive this. Because trust—once broken—is almost impossible to fully repair. And without trust, what do we have?

"are you done? fortune asked indifferently, Brandon, firstly they are certain things that we can't get back in life, the word after it's said of which your words were all lies from the start, you can't take that back because that's what you told me, a lie and you made believe a it. The time we spent of which is gone and was all fake and the other thing you can't get back is trust once it's broken, no matter how much you try, you can never get it back and you broke my trust so I don't trust you. Hence I forget to mention, you know those words you said about my cousin being able to satisfy you while I couldn't, I think you only said what you felt, not that you were frustrated. When you think

"Mom said she would stay with me forever too, Daniel. She didn't. So, what are the chances that you will?" "There are no such thing as sure chances and surety in life. But, yes there's something called trust. Something called verbal promises, flower. The world runs on it. It's that kind of trust that even makes you believe in strangers. I won't promise you, flower. Not because I don't want to. But, both of us know that promises are meant to be broken. Don't you?" I asked her as I wiped the trail of that one tear that trailed down her cheek as I held her image in my eyes with all the love I possessed in my entire frame.